My Own

I I I I

Me Me Me Me

I suffocate in my own saliva

I think about myself all the time

how everyone thinks of me

why everyone doesn’t do things the way I do them or the way I expected

how no one gets what I say, what I write

because no one’s me

I am no one

no one am I

who are you?

something special?

something unique?

you you you is the same as me me me

I look at you, I see me

once again in my own way